Become the king in the cruel game

Chapter 317
Cai Jing's eyes could no longer bear the tears. They surged down and dripped along her chin:

"She's really back."

"She's really back."

Cai Jing pinched her arm hard. She was so emotional that she could only whisper:
"None of this is fake."

Lin Zhenyu hurriedly patted Aunt Jing on the shoulder, and then took his hand back.

He had previously observed people around him who were in sad mood. Once they were comforted, their emotions would only continue to vent out, making them even more uncontrollable.

For people who are feeling sad, it is best to be alone.

This will make it easier to control your emotions.

Feng Yu hugged the crown tightly, and she was the first to ask her teammates for their opinions: "Shall we go take a look?"

After all, a team cannot just take care of its own ideas.

Cai Jing blinked, then nodded.

Lin Zhenyu nodded: "I haven't seen a major research institute yet."

Yi Zifan: "I am a researcher here. This is the place where I once stayed and my former home."

Ye Xiao spoke with a low voice: "I'll follow you and take a look at the institute."

Now that they had decided, there was no need for them to hide anymore. Feng Yu walked out generously holding the crown, and happened to look into the eyes of the waving girl.

"Hey?"

The girl over there tilted her head and looked over. She felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, and there was an indescribable strangeness.

Maybe it's a nerve-related touch radiating from the inside out.

The girl saw the middle-aged woman with tears streaming down her face, and her heart was touched.

She didn't know why, but even though they were far apart in time, she could feel the extremely sad emotion of the other person.

Maybe it's sadness.

Maybe it was joy.

In short, the girl can feel the complex emotions of the other person, which is an indescribable feeling.

"I always feel like this person is very familiar."

The girl touched her chin. She looked at the woman with tears in her eyes: "Auntie, auntie, don't cry! If you cry again, I will cry too!"

As she said that, the girl wiped the tears from her eyes:

"Really, look at me, I'm crying."

"Woooooooo..."

The middle-aged man came back to his senses and turned around slowly: "There's no need to be so emotional -"

But as soon as he turned around, he saw the most dazzling girl in the crowd.

She can't be called a girl anymore. At the age of 23, she is already considered a mature woman. She is wearing a gray sportswear. She is tall and has wavy hair scattered casually on her back.

She was holding a strange crown, and her scorching gaze fell on herself.

"Xiaoyu?"

The slovenly middle-aged man brushed away the long hair around his face, revealing that slightly handsome and profound face, but it was a little dirty:
"You, why are you here?"

The man took a step back helplessly.

He didn't know how to face all this.

Looking at the few people standing around, the slovenly middle-aged man could guess that they were Feng Yu's teammates.

Feng Yu looked over and said, "Father, long time no see."

Feng Wenzhou's expression was a little embarrassed. He was no longer calm and elegant as before, but stretched out his hand and scratched his head, and pinned his long hair behind his ears:

"Long time no see, my child."

Unlike Cai Jing and her daughter, Feng Yu did not shed tears when meeting his father. On the contrary, the two of them were exceptionally calm and even thought about the weirdness of the surrounding scene.

After all, it is indeed strange that this institute was destroyed like this.

So is the timeline of this destruction before the father came here, or after the father came here...

Feng Yu fell into deep thought.

Knowing that there was a chance that his father would appear at Qingxuan Research Institute, Feng Yu's expectations became much lower.

Soon, without thinking anymore, Feng Yu asked:
"Where is she...my mother?"

Feng Yu didn't like to mince words. Many years ago, she and her father also had a lot of tacit understanding. They understood what the other wanted without opening their mouths.

Maybe it's the connection of blood.

However, the sloppy Feng Wenzhou scratched his head again and lowered his head, looking a little uncomfortable:

"she…"

"disappeared."

(End of this chapter)